Chapter 39

Sasha’s POV

"Kill her; break her bones with all your might!" Mr. Joe exclaimed as he examined his injured hand, tears of pain nearly escaping.

This woman is like a wild animal. How dare she bite me?

With a chilling state. I fixed my eyes, burning with a determination that promised I would haunt Mr. Joe even in the afterlife.

"What are you looking at?" Mr. Joe roared, rising from the sofa and slapping me across the face. "I offered you a hand, and you bit me instead!"

Several bodyguards lunged at me, tearing at my clothes. They ripped them away in an instant, exposing my trembling shoulders.

His men gazed upon my smooth, delicate skin with hunger in their eyes.

Even with his injury, Mr. Joe couldn't help licking his dry lips. "Damn, she's beautiful, with flawless skin and body. It's hard for anyone not to want a taste." Mr. Joe squinted at me.

I turned my head slowly, meeting his gaze with an intensity that sent a chill down his spine. Without uttering a word, I exuded a silent streng